Stormy Blues
Eyes that burrow their way into my soul.
Bringing out what I do not show or share with most.
Hearing the pain in my words before I see it myself.
Seeing the tears well up in my eyes even when I hide them.
Those eyes colored like a storm over the ocean, blue but with the perfect mixture of grey.
Those stormy blue eyes find their way through my secrets so easily.
Calm yet confident, hyper yet sassy. Just stormy blues.
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